Xin Yu felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, chilled to the bone from head to toe!
She stared blankly at Mu Yi'ai for a few seconds, completely bewildered. She wanted to snatch her phone back!
But then, she stopped herself, snapped back to reality, turned, and ran towards the door!
"Trying to run?" Mu Yi'ai caught up, grabbed Xin Yu, and flung her away violently, her mouth filled with malice. "How did you end up in Nan Yu's house!"
But Xin Yu didn't hear the rest of Mu Yi'ai's words, because she was thrown against the wall with a thud!
A jolt followed, and a wave of dizziness washed over her. Xin Yu felt her vision go black, and she almost fainted!
"I'm asking you a question!" Mu Yi'ai growled, her eyes bloodshot, her hands gripping Xin Yu's collar tightly, as if she wanted to tear her to pieces. "Answer me!"
Xin Yu just stared at her helplessly and blankly. What was there to answer? Her unfocused gaze drifted around. What was that painting on the wall? It looked so familiar. She hadn't noticed it when she entered, and now, trying to see it clearly, her vision was blurry…
"You're asking for it!" Mu Yi'ai thought Xin Yu was deliberately provoking her by remaining silent. She swiftly pulled her hand back, watching Xin Yu fall to the floor. Then she raised her hand, a slap about to land on Xin Yu's face.
Her hand was grabbed!
"Who the hell—" Mu Yi'ai turned around, about to yell, but her eyes widened in horror as she stared at the person before her.
Mu Jian?!
Xin Yu was also intimidated by Mu Jian's powerful aura and took a step back. He was dressed entirely in black, seemingly shrouded in a dark aura. His narrow, dark eyes were like icy ice, devoid of any human warmth.
He…was he sent by Mu Yichuan?
Because his demeanor was exactly like Mu Yichuan's! "Where's Mu... Mu Yichuan? I need to see him!" Xin Yu forced herself to sit up, gasping for breath, swaying precariously.
Mu Jian supported her with his other hand. "Mr. Jiu is on business."
Such a formulaic tone! It even seemed to carry a hint of reprimand!
Why the reprimand? Xin Yu couldn't understand, nor did she have the strength to think!
"Eighth Miss, Mr. Jiu asked me to take you back." Mu Jian was as cold as a robot.
Xin Yu looked at the usually arrogant Mu Yi'ai, her alluring face paling, her expression a mixture of murderous intent, astonishment, and above all, terror!
"Nan Yu, save me! Nan Yu! Nan Yu! Someone's trying to capture me!" she suddenly screamed.
Xin Yu paused. They were indeed in cahoots!
But Mu Jian showed no reaction. He grabbed Mu Yi'ai and pulled her outside. The latter's legs were hooked around the edge of the sofa, her hands gripping the edge tightly, trying to escape Mu Jian's control! As Xin Yu slowly rose, supporting herself against the wall, hurried footsteps echoed down the stairs. However, the footsteps paused midway up, a clear pause in their direction. "What are you doing here?"
You? Was it Mu Yi'ai? Or Mu Jian?
"Who gave you permission to enter my house?" Nan Yu descended the stairs, his scarred face filled with anger.
You?
"Nan Yu, save me! I don't want Mu Jian to take me away, I was just beaten!" Mu Yi'ai, unusually feminine, panicked, "Nan Yu, Nan Yu, help me..."
Xin Yu's heart sank. This plea was a stark contrast to her ruthless arrogance during the race!
What kind of story lay between them...?
"Ugh..." Xin Yu felt a wave of nausea and leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.
"Are you alright?" Nan Yu came over to help her.
They...they didn't care about Mu Yi'ai! Xin Yu stared intently at Nan Yu with her dark eyes. His concern seemed genuine, but… but Mu Yi'ai was pleading with him for help!
"Eighth Miss, please don't force me to make a move," Mu Jian said coldly again, the entire room seeming to chill several degrees.
Mu Yi'ai didn't resist, didn't utter a sound, her cat-like eyes fixed on Nan Yu and Xin Yu, a dark light in them—a light of resentment, of hatred!
Xin Yu shuddered at that gaze, quickly breaking free from Nan Yu's embrace. She had nothing to do with him, and she absolutely couldn't let Mu Yi'ai misunderstand!
Besides, she was a female demon…
"You want to take me away?" Mu Yi'ai turned to look at Mu Jian, giving a disdainful snort, all her previous fear gone. "Did you get the old master's permission?"
"Eighth Miss, I only obey Mr. Ninth's orders."
"Mr. Ninth? Bullshit!" Mu Yi'ai gritted her teeth, forcing the word out.
Xin Yu pondered the depth of her hatred for Mu Yichuan.
"Why did Mr. Jiu arrest me?" Mu Yi'ai raised her chin.
"Because you arrested her." Mu Jian pointed at Xin Yu, but his gaze didn't immediately fall upon her.
"Heh." She sneered, "What if I said the old master ordered me to arrest her?"
The old master? Old Master Mu ordered Mu Yi'ai to arrest Xin Yu?!
This realization shocked everyone, leaving them bewildered.
Xin Yu's heart trembled. She pondered, guessing. She had never met Old Master Mu. Could it be that he knew about her affair with Mu Yichuan?
How could someone as renowned as him and his family allow Xin Yu's existence?
So he sent Mu Yi'ai to arrest her and then destroy her?
No, she couldn't be arrested. Her dream had only just begun; she had to realize it! She had to create her own miracles and her own world! If being with Mu Yichuan meant certain danger and chaos, then...she had to cut her losses quickly. She had no idea why she'd gotten involved with him, and besides, they didn't even value or love each other!
Isn't that right?
Just thinking this, a pang of pain welled up inside her, making her unable to resist. Xin Yu leaned against the wall, her body trembling like a leaf.
"Xin Yu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should we go to the hospital?" Nan Yu helped Xin Yu up again, asking with concern.
"I'm fine," Xin Yu replied in a hoarse voice, evoking a strange pity.
Mu Yi'ai quickly broke free from Mu Jian and rushed towards Xin Yu. She couldn't tolerate a woman getting so close to Nan Yu!
Especially a beautiful woman, a delicate and pitiful woman!
"Mu Yi'ai! What are you doing!" Nan Yu roared, shielding Xin Yu behind him.
Her eyes were bloodshot as she glared angrily at Nan Yu, each word sharp and deliberate, "Nan Yu, can't you see how low I've groveled? How dare you protect her? Are you humiliating me?!"
"I'm not humiliating anyone, this is my home!" Nan Yu's voice was calm, but his words pierced Mu Yi'ai like a deep knife, driving her mad!
"Your home? Haha!" she sneered, "Nan Yu, I'll say it again, get out of the way, or I'll beat you up too!"
"How long are you going to keep this up?"
"Hurry up? No way!" Mu Yi'ai was somewhat dejected, but in just half a second she lunged at Xin Yu!
Nan Yu had just grabbed Mu Yi'ai's hand when her foot kicked Xin Yu, who had no strength to resist and could only instinctively shrink behind Nan Yu.
"You dare touch a hair on her head?!"
Such a cold voice!
Such angry words!
It was Mu Yichuan! He's here…
Xin Yu, cowering behind Nan Yu, hadn't even seen him yet, but just hearing his voice felt like an eternity. A wave of overwhelming grievance surged within her, threatening to drown her.
Mu Yi'ai was also startled, not expecting Mu Yichuan to appear in Nan Yu's house. Her legs froze!
"Come here." Mu Yichuan stood at the doorway like a god, his eyes, like ink from fine black jade, scrutinizing Xin Yu. His little woman was trembling!
Xin Yu didn't move, because she simply didn't have the strength to move an inch…
"So scared?"
"I'm not!" Xin Yu stubbornly insisted. At least she didn't seem as scared as she appeared; she was just a little weak.
"Come here." Mu Yichuan spoke again, a hint of helplessness in his tone, "Or do you want to beat that woman up before you come over?"
Mu Yi'ai paused, her cat-like eyes instantly blazing with fury as she glared at Mu Yichuan! "You dare touch me? What I did today was authorized by the old master!"
"Is that so?" Those two simple words, spoken by Mu Yichuan, carried a profound depth, even colder and more somber than Mu Jian's earlier reply.
Mu Yi'ai remained silent for a few seconds, then said with a diminished air of authority, "Of course!"
"Then tell the old master that anyone who wants to see me doesn't need to resort to such despicable methods. Just tell me, and I will naturally take her back."
"You're the despicable one!" Mu Yi'ai retorted angrily, but then a hint of panic crept in, all her previous arrogance vanishing.
Perhaps it was because someone was even more arrogant and unruly than she was! Xin Yu felt a chill run down her spine, a wave of nausea washing over her. She covered her mouth as Nan Yu bent down and murmured, "Don't provoke Mu Yichuan, don't fall too deeply in love."
Xin Yu looked up, stunned, at Nan Yu. His lips were tightly pressed together, as if he hadn't said anything at all, but…
She had definitely heard it, heard it perfectly clearly!
Don't provoke Mu Yichuan, don't fall too deeply in love…
Why did Nan Yu say that? Did Mu Yichuan have a story? What kind of person was he?
"Come here." Mu Yichuan spoke for the third time, the anger in his voice clear to everyone.
But Mu Jian seemed to react even more strongly. He clenched his fist for the first time since entering the room, because he had never witnessed Mr. Jiu being so patient with a woman!
He repeated the same sentence three times…
Xin Yu knew that if she didn't go now, the consequences would be dire, perhaps even worse than falling into Mu Yi'ai's hands! She leaned against the wall, slowly inching forward, but after just one step, the urge to vomit returned, forcing her to stop and calm herself.
Only then did Mu Yichuan notice Xin Yu's problem. He had initially thought she was frightened, but it turned out she…
He took two steps to her side and noticed her pale face; her hair and clothes were damp!
Damn it!
"Mu Yi'ai, who gave you the guts!" He pulled Xin Yu into his arms, his eyes glaring at Mu Yi'ai with icy coldness. "Mu Jian!"
"Mu Yichuan, how dare you!" Mu Yi'ai, terrified, hid behind Nan Yu. "She hurt herself, pouring cold water on her head to sober up!"
Mu Yichuan and Nan Yu both paused, seemingly surprised by Xin Yu's fierce reaction!
"I did it myself," Xin Yu murmured. She couldn't explain why she was defending Mu Yi'ai; perhaps it was because of her actions earlier.
She just felt that Mu Yi'ai was an extremely loveless woman who craved love, while Nan Yu…
Xin Yu's lips curled into a bitter smile. Even in her current state, she was still thinking of someone else.
"I'll take you home."